Chapter 15
Three months passed like a gray, endless fog over the icy streets of Chicago.
I had moved into a small, rented one-bedroom apartment in Logan Square, far away from the high-rises of downtown.
My days were spent meeting with headhunters who politely declined to represent a former CEO ousted in a public scandal.
The financial press had covered the Holland Global takeover extensively, turning my name into a cautionary tale.
Tessa’s firm had been unceremoniously dropped by Claire two weeks after the transition anyway.
Karma had worked fast, leaving both Tessa and me out in the cold while Claire rebuilt the entire firm.
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One Tuesday afternoon, I was sitting in a local coffee shop when a familiar figure walked through the door.
It was Sarah, my former executive assistant, holding a folder of blueprints.
